Well, after having spent nearly all of the past year putting it off, I finally bit the bullet.
It is true: I would rather pull off my left arm at the shoulder than see my doctor, but as many of you know, the lack of sleep was causing me to go a bit funny in the head, and I knew I was going to have to make an appointment with either my GP or a shrink soon, so I chose the lesser of two evils.
I love my doctor. No really, I do. Not in a middle-aged weird-creepy-lady way, but in a way that reflects my sincere gratitude for his kind understanding of the hormonal soup I have been swimming through this past year. Bless him. While he can never know what it feels like to be a menopausal woman, being both young and male, he could not have been more sympathetic or helpful.
Good news is, after many, many months of sleepless nights and horrendous symptoms outlined both HERE and HERE (for the intrepid and the curious), my darling doctor brought out the big guns and started me on medication. Not HRT, thank goodness. Apart from the whole horse-torture issues, this would only delay the inevitable anyway. No, my friends, he started me on a low dose medication that has been shown to help with change-of-life symptoms. Yay!
I am happy to report that HE WAS RIGHT! I have been sleeping pretty much through the night, and the power surges have become fewer and further between, certainly decreased in their intensity. Woohoo! I am feeling like a new woman already, full of energy, and back to my chipper old self.
As an added bonus, this particular drug had had the side effect of suppressing my appetite for the first few days, and I took advantage of that to start back on my pre-ski-holiday diet. I am already down 5 pounds and counting. I will squeeze back into my ski pants if it kills me! 🙂
Why, oh why did I wait so long to talk to my doctor?
Take away lesson: If you have been putting off seeing your own GP out of irrational fear of white coats and needles, take the plunge and JUST DO IT. Removing your arm would be way more painful… plus, whatever you are worried about, whether it is something or whether it is nothing, you won’t find the answers until you ask the questions. I am so glad I went!
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